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Merry Christmas/Happy New Year/Happy Friday, etc…

Oh hi blog! Remember me?

I had every intention of posting regular updates, keeping everyone in the loop with what’s going on over on this side of the planet, etc…but now I’m sitting here and it’s the 23rd January already and I realise I haven’t posted a blog in quite a while. Here are my excuses:

  1. When there’s a lot going on (i.e the interesting blog-worthy stuff) I don’t have time to sit and write it all down;
  2. When I have a mundane not-a-lot-happening day (and yes, no matter where you live in the world those days will happen) there isn’t anything to report and I’m not feeling inspired to write;
  3. Laziness.

So really there’s no excuse, but there you have it. I hadn’t blogged, now I’m blogging aaaaand moving on… Continue reading

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Here we go!

Well, talk about life changing direction.

This time last year I was working as an Early Years teacher at an International school in Kuwait (a teeny dust trap nestled safely between Saudi Arabia, Iraq and the Gulf). The decision to go out there was VERY last minute. Phone calls to friends and family went something like this:

“I’ve been offered a job in the Middle East!”

“…………what?”

“The Middle East. I’ll be working at an International School in Kuwait.”

*prolonged period of nervous laughter*

“Um, that’s random but okay. How exciting! When do you go?”

“On Friday”

True story.

This time two years ago, I was well and truly in to my final year of University – a third year Education Studies student living in Worcester.

Prior to starting Uni in 2010 at the ripe old age of twenty (it was a big deal to me at the time), I had a horrible time at secondary school which resulted in me moving to a different college, dropping out of said college, volunteering in a local primary school and eventually joining an Access course in Milton Keynes. To say that my life has not taken the smoothest of routes would probably be the understatement of the decade.

Up until 48 hours ago, I was back in the UK volunteering as a teaching assistant in a local primary school whilst undertaking studies towards the PGCEi – a distance learning course designed to aid teachers working abroad.

Teachers. Working. Abroad.

I took the very last minute – and extremely difficult – decision not to return to the Middle East on the day (yes, the DAY) I was due to fly back for this academic year. A number of factors played a part in that decision making process, one of which being the scarily close proximity to the then-sprawling Islamic State, another being far more personal and one which I don’t care to publicise. Never in a million years did I think I would miss Kuwait, but I do. I really do. I miss the warmth (when you acclimatise to 40 degrees Celsius, that’s understandable…), I miss the food, I miss the culture – albeit hugely different to anything I’ve ever known; I miss exploring a different land. Above all though I miss the people. Out there, the friends you make become a sort of surrogate family and I was part of a great one. Continue reading